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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou_katsuki, ash blonde spiked hair, red eyes, short hair, ua gym pe uniform, white shirt, dark blue gym trousers, white socks under trousers, taped hands, hands taped together above head, bound wrists, arms up, hands tied to clothes hanger, hanging clothes hanger overhead, duct tape, excessive duct tape binding, tape around arms, tape around biceps, tape around legs, tape around knees, tape around ankles, tape around crotch, tape over pants bulge, multiple layers of tape gag, tape gag with bulge, ball gag under tape, ballgag bulge in tape, sitting on floor, sitting, seiza collapse, knees bent, ankles taped, blushing, furious, angry eyes, gritted teeth behind tape, glare, looking at viewer, dark closet, cramped interior, closet interior, cracked open door, sliver of light, light beam through door gap, rim light, low key lighting, shadows, duct tape rolls on floor, handcuffs on floor, ballgag on floor, blindfolds on floor, phone on floor, zip ties on floor, coil of rope on floor, scattered objects on floor, from above, dutch angle, close-up, cinematic composition, tense, claustrophobic The camera looks down from above at a steep angle, tilted slightly off level, into the cramped dark closet where one young man sits on the floor with his back against the closet's rear wall. His ash-blonde spiked hair is matted flat at the crown from sweat, and his red eyes glare up at the lens with the whites visible all around them, brows crushed together, cheeks burning deep red against his pale skin. He wears the UA gym PE uniform: a white short-sleeved shirt and dark blue gym trousers, with white socks pulled onto his feet beneath the trouser cuffs. His arms are hauled straight up over his head, both wrists pressed together and bound in thick silver-grey duct tape that continues up onto the hook of a wooden clothes hanger; the hanger's shoulders are trapped against the closet's hanging rail, so his own weight drags his shoulders taut and his shirt rides up from his waistband. Duct tape is wrapped in overlapping, excessive layers everywhere: bulging rings of tape around both biceps, bands around his forearms and elbows, several passes around each thigh, thick bands around his knees, more tape around his ankles above the white socks, and a dense cross-wrapped mass around his crotch that presses the front of his trousers into an obvious strained bulge. His mouth is sealed by several layered strips of tape with a hard round bulge pushing out the centre, and his jaw is clamped hard around it. His gaze is fixed up at the viewer, furious, unblinking, his nostrils flared with fast breathing, and he looks as if he would lunge at the lens if the tape would let him. On the floor in front of him and beside his knees are scattered: three rolls of duct tape, a pair of open metal handcuffs, a ballgag with its strap loose, a folded black blindfold, a phone with its screen dark and face up, a bundle of zip ties, and a neatly coiled length of rope. A single sliver of light creeps in through the closet's door, cracked open a few centimetres, and cuts a narrow blade across the floor and up over one side of his face, picking out the shine on the tape and the sweat on his temple; everything beyond that blade of light falls into absolute darkness, so only the tape catches highlights against the black. The palette is restricted to ash blonde, red, white, dark navy and the flat grey of the duct tape, with the warm light-blade as the only colour temperature contrast. Cinematic low-key lighting, sharp edge highlights on the tape ridges, deep shadow in the corners. Tense, claustrophobic.
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guy that looks like Katsuki Bakugo wearing the UA gym PE uniform with white socks under the trousers his hands are taped together above his head to the clothes hanger. Hes tied up by suct tape all over eveywhere extrmee amounts on his arms legs muscles knees ankles around his crotch and bulge in his pants, tape around his biceps. Hes ballgagged by several layers and strips of tape with a bulge in the tape. Hes sitting in a dark closet only a bit of light creeks in from the door creekee open. Hes bluhsing. Hes furious. Tape around his ankles. On the floor next to him are dolls of tape, handcuffs, ballgag, blindfolds, a phone, zip ties and a coil of rope.
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, muscular, bakugou katsuki, blonde short spiked hair, red eyes, final season hero suit, black and orange hero costume, black pants, gloves, sitting, chair, dark closet, bound to chair, ankles taped together, knees taped together, thighs taped, arms taped, wrists taped, elbows taped, shoulders taped, torso taped, chest taped, silver duct tape, large orange ballgag, ball gag, open mouth, blush, angry, glaring, furrowed brow, sweat, from above, dutch angle, medium shot, cramped interior, crack of light, low key lighting, dramatic shadow, clenched fists, tense muscles, straining against tape, half-closed eyes. The camera looks down from above and slightly to the right, through the narrow gap of a closet door that is almost closed; the chair sits low in the frame and the figure fills it. He is a heavy-set young man with short, spiked ash-blond hair that stands up in stiff tufts, a broad chest and thick shoulders, wearing his dark hero costume: a black jacket with orange accents and high collar, black pants and gloves. He is forced into a wooden chair in a closet no wider than his shoulders, the back of the chair pressed against the back wall, his spine pushed straight. Both ankles are wound together with overlapping strips of silver duct tape; below them his boots rest flat on the closet floor. His knees are bound to each other with several tight wraps of the same tape, pulling his thighs parallel and slightly apart, and more strips loop around each thigh, cinching the fabric of his pants. His upper arms are pinned to his sides with tape wound around them and his torso, crossing his chest in a tight band; his forearms are taped at the wrists and elbows in front of his stomach, hands curled into fists that press into his taped chest. His shoulders are bound back against the chair, and the tape across his chest compresses the costume. A very large orange ball gag fills his mouth, its strap running behind his head; his jaw is stretched around it, lips pulled back, and a thin string of saliva glistens at the corner of his mouth. His cheeks are deeply flushed, ears red, and his brow is drawn down hard, one eye narrowed, nostrils flared, sweat beading at his temple. He glares toward the crack of light. The closet is a dark box of hanging coats and a shelf, mostly black; a single narrow blade of pale light enters through the gap between the door and frame and falls diagonally across his left cheek, shoulder and taped chest, the only illuminated surfaces, with the rest of the closet in near-total darkness. The tape's glossy surface catches that thin light while the surrounding cloth stays matte. Palette is black, silver and a single saturated orange at the gag and the costume accents. Tense, claustrophobic.
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, muscular, heavy build, broad shoulders, sitting, chair, bound, bondage, tape bondage, black tape, ankles together, knees together, thighs bound, arms bound, wrists bound behind back, hands behind back, elbows bound, shoulders bound, torso bound, chest bound, tape gag, blindfold, black blindfold, blonde hair, short spiked hair, red eyes, full UA gym uniform, gym uniform, dark blue gym shirt, dark blue gym pants, white socks, barefoot, feet, dark closet, darkness, crack of light, rim lighting, from front, front angle, looking at viewer, blush, angry, angry eyes, furrowed brow, clenched teeth behind gag, strained expression, sweat, tension, cramped interior, enclosed space, single light source, dramatic shadow, dutch angle, low angle, close-up The camera looks up at him from a front angle, low and slightly tilted with a dutch angle, close enough that his bound torso fills the center of the frame. Katsuki Bakugou sits on a plain wooden chair in a dark closet, his body straining around the chair back, broad muscular shoulders pulled tight by the black tape that lashes his shoulders and upper arms to his sides. His short spiked blonde hair is flattened where the tape blindfold presses it across his eyes and forehead — several strips of tight black tape layered over his closed eyes. His red eyes are stark and wide beneath the edges of the blindfold, glaring forward with a very angry expression, brows deeply knotted, teeth clenched hard behind a mouth sealed by multiple overlapping strips of tight black tape. A hot flush of blushing spreads across his cheeks and nose, deepening to red at his ears. His hands are behind his back, wrists bound tight by black tape, elbows lashed together, and around his torso and chest black tape wraps in overlapping bands that pull his shoulders back against the chair. His thighs are taped together at the seat and his knees are taped together, ankles bound in black tape, his white socks pale against the dark floor. The full UA gym shirt and pants are dark blue, taut over the muscles of his arms and thighs where the tape bites in. The only light is a thin crack between the closet door and its frame; the sliver of pale light runs diagonally across his tape gag and into the room, catching the edge of his blindfold and the sweat on his temple. Everything else sinks into heavy darkness — his knees, the chair legs and the closet walls fall off into black. The single light source rakes down his face and chest, leaving deep shadow behind him. A thin ribbon of sweat runs down his jaw, following the shape of the gag. Palette: black tape and shadow, hot red flush, dark blue uniform, white socks. Claustrophobic, simmering fury.
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, muscular, bakugou_katsuki, short spiked blonde hair, red eyes, UA gym uniform, white socks, kneeling, cramped locker interior, confined space, ankles taped together, knees taped together, black tape around thighs, black tape around arms, black tape around wrists, black tape around elbows, black tape around shoulders, black tape around torso, black tape around chest, hands behind back, arms behind back, tape gag, multiple layers of black tape over mouth, blushing, angry, strained expression, gritted teeth under tape, furrowed brows, struggling, wriggling, squirming, from side, close-up, dark, low light, single crack of light, chiaroscuro, sweat, tense muscles, veiled eyes, heavy breathing, clenched fists behind back, dramatic shadow, dutch angle, perspire, quivering. The view is a tight from-side three-quarter angle inside the coffin-narrow locker, camera tilted a few degrees off level so the vertical seams of the metal walls lean in on him: a muscular young man with short spiked blonde hair and red eyes is folded into the cramped interior, knees down on the cold metal floor, thighs slightly apart, torso pressed flush against the back wall, one shoulder wedged into the corner where two panels meet so his weight sags onto that elbow. His full UA gym uniform is on him — the blue track top stretched tight over thick chest and rounded deltoids, the dark trousers bunched at the crotch and knees from the kneel — and pale white socks cover his feet, toes curled and heel lifting against the floor as he shifts. Thin but absolutely tight black tape circles his ankles in several overlapping turns, cinching them together, and again at the knees, pulling the trouser fabric into puckered folds between the bands; more black tape is wound around the meat of each thigh, banding over the cloth, then spirals down the arms: a thick wrap around each shoulder that pinches the tracksuit sleeves flat, a band biting into each elbow, several turns around each wrist, and heavier wrapping over his forearms. His arms are dragged behind his back, wrists crossed and taped at the small of his back, forearms grinding against each other, so the shoulders are pulled back and the chest is thrust out with the top's zipper ridge straining; wide black tape straps loop his torso and chest in two or three crossing bands that groove into the fabric and make the muscle beneath read through the compression. Across his mouth, several strips of tight black tape are layered one over another, slightly out of alignment at the corners, sealing his lips and denting his jaw; the corners of his mouth work against the adhesive. His cheeks are flushed hotly pink under the eyes, brows crushed down into a deep furrow, one eye narrowed and the other wide and glaring off toward the seam of light, breath flaring his nostrils and the tape lifting a fraction with each hard exhale. His hands behind him are clenched, fingers flexing and twisting, wrists dragging against their wrap; his hips twist away from the wall in a short, thwarted wriggle and his shoulders roll, spine arched as he tests the tape, one knee sliding friction-squeak across the metal floor. Gaze pinned sideways toward the thin crack where two panels don't meet. The locker is almost entirely black — tall metal walls close enough to brush both his shoulders, hook stubs and a slot of vent ribs in shadow — and the only light is a single narrow blade of cold white coming through that crack, striking across his forehead, the bridge of his nose, the red eye nearest it, and a bright edge on one taped forearm, while the rest of him falls into deep brown-black darkness and a long shadow is thrown behind his knees across the floor; the light does not bend around the tape and the sealed surfaces stay matte. Palette is black on black with the uniform's muted blue and the white socks as the only pale notes, plus pink heat in his cheeks and the red of his eyes. Sweat beads at his temple and sheens the taut skin above the tape lines. Claustrophobic, furious.
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, muscular, bakugou katsuki, blonde short spiked hair, red eyes, final season hero suit, black and orange hero costume, black pants, gloves, sitting, chair, dark closet, bound to chair, ankles taped together, knees taped together, thighs taped, arms taped, wrists taped, elbows taped, shoulders taped, torso taped, chest taped, silver duct tape, large orange ballgag, ball gag, open mouth, blush, angry, glaring, furrowed brow, sweat, from above, dutch angle, medium shot, cramped interior, crack of light, low key lighting, dramatic shadow, clenched fists, tense muscles, straining against tape, half-closed eyes. The camera looks down from above and slightly to the right, through the narrow gap of a closet door that is almost closed; the chair sits low in the frame and the figure fills it. He is a heavy-set young man with short, spiked ash-blond hair that stands up in stiff tufts, a broad chest and thick shoulders, wearing his dark hero costume: a black jacket with orange accents and high collar, black pants and gloves. He is forced into a wooden chair in a closet no wider than his shoulders, the back of the chair pressed against the back wall, his spine pushed straight. Both ankles are wound together with overlapping strips of silver duct tape; below them his boots rest flat on the closet floor. His knees are bound to each other with several tight wraps of the same tape, pulling his thighs parallel and slightly apart, and more strips loop around each thigh, cinching the fabric of his pants. His upper arms are pinned to his sides with tape wound around them and his torso, crossing his chest in a tight band; his forearms are taped at the wrists and elbows in front of his stomach, hands curled into fists that press into his taped chest. His shoulders are bound back against the chair, and the tape across his chest compresses the costume. A very large orange ball gag fills his mouth, its strap running behind his head; his jaw is stretched around it, lips pulled back, and a thin string of saliva glistens at the corner of his mouth. His cheeks are deeply flushed, ears red, and his brow is drawn down hard, one eye narrowed, nostrils flared, sweat beading at his temple. He glares toward the crack of light. The closet is a dark box of hanging coats and a shelf, mostly black; a single narrow blade of pale light enters through the gap between the door and frame and falls diagonally across his left cheek, shoulder and taped chest, the only illuminated surfaces, with the rest of the closet in near-total darkness. The tape's glossy surface catches that thin light while the surrounding cloth stays matte. Palette is black, silver and a single saturated orange at the gag and the costume accents. Tense, claustrophobic.
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